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Wil is the single parent of two children, now aged 25 and 23 years and is about to be a 'Nan Willy' for the second time. She is a teacher of students with special needs and has written plays for children focusing on caring for our environment. Through 'Magic Learning Lab Pty Ltd', she also produces educational products for pre school children

The WOW Factor!

You know that feeling you get when you realise something magical has happened?  Like seeing that rainbow after a storm, taking that perfect Steve Parish style photograph, catching that perfect wave.  You know, when you can’t find the words so you just… nod. 

Well, that is the feeling I got when I saw that my teens had survive the teen typhoon.   Just as they had outgrown the terrible twos so many years ago, they had now outgrown the testy teens. Noddy, come home.

To be honest, there were times during that ‘IKIA’ (acronym for ‘I Know It All’ and pronounced ick – ee- er) period, when I thought the light at the end of the tunnel had blown out and that there were no matches left on Earth. 

Now, out of the darkness, and lulling on cloud nine, I can finally see the whole picture.

Some teens and tweens pass through this stage easily.  Low impact.  If you are a single parent of one of these, stop reading and go and buy a lottery ticket.  If you are a single parent of an extreme-button-pushing-notice-me-as-I-find-out-who-I-am twix be-tween, read on.

If you are still reading, you can be comforted by the fact that the ‘teens and tweens’ period is actually a normal part of our development.  Yes, our development as a parent.  Our children are our teachers and we must thank them for our learning.

As a ‘foot-in-your-rib-foetus’ your child taught you patience. 
As a ‘feed-on-demand-infant’ your child taught you unconditional love. 
As a ‘two-speed-toddler’ your child taught you to develop discipline. 
As a ‘student-sport-homework-sleepover-party-preteen’ your child taught you to be organised. 
As an ‘I’m- having- an-identity-crisis-teenager your child is teaching you… well whatever it is you still need to learn (as well as how to pull out grey hairs).

Teens and tween’s have a job to do – two if you count teaching us whatever it is we still have to learn.  Teens and tweens have to challenge and they will become very good at it.  They will challenge your boundaries, your values, the law, education, the media, religion, gravity, your love, nutrition, your beliefs, the principles of supply and demand, your morals, the concept of time, co-operation, authority, hygiene, economics, the fly crawling across their plate and even your thoughts.  Yes, my teens regularly informed me, “I know exactly what you are thinking.”  Thank goodness they couldn't’t!  Challenge is a double-edged sword.  Painful, yet think of the alternative.  If they don’t challenge, they run the risk of being your clone.  Heaven forbid!

A single parent has a job to do – two if you count learning whatever it is we still have to learn.  Single parents have to guide their teenager into becoming an independent individual whilst letting them think it was all their doing!   Now there’s a challenge.

At fifty something, I am smugly sitting here nodding. 


Here is an extract from a letter my ‘extreme button pushing ex-teen’ wrote to me after the birth of her own child.

 
 



Dearest Mum

Every time I see you I am sorry.  I hear my words, "I’m too cool to be seen with you", "You don’t know what you’re talking about", "That’s so yesterday", "You’ve got no idea what it’s like to be me".  Blah Blah Blah.  They echo in my mind.  I taste the tone.   I see my rolled eyes.  I smell your frustration.  I feel the guilt.  

If only I knew then what I know now. 

Although I’d like to, I can’t take it back, but I want you to know that all of that stuff had nothing to do with what you were doing.  I realise now that I am a very independent, strong-minded and at times, stubborn person.   Thankfully, I’ve learned to control these qualities that I was developing in those soul creating teenage years. 

I can’t imagine having a teenager like I was and I don’t know how you survived.  You were so strong and forgiving (the tattoos in the not so well hidden places, the tongue ring and chipped orthodontic teeth, the belly ring and infections, the wagging of private school, the Big Day Out police chases, the holes in the door, agro and all of my experimenting… with life).

You just kept being there for me. 

I look at my own son and know that after giving my absolute all, from birth through to those tough teenage years (I hope he is not as difficult as I was), the end result is love, respect and honour for each other.  I look forward to that with him.

Thank you for being my Mum.  I love you.

Your daughter
Sara.


This is the WOW factor that silently bursts out of my heart.  It is more powerful than the feeling I had when I first held my children as newborns.  Then, I had produced.  Big.  At the end of the ‘teens and tweens’ period I had produced two independent individuals who are now my best friends.  Bigger.

A good investment really as they will ultimately choose my nursing home – hopefully one where I am wheeled out into the sun occasionally, so I can sit and nod, fulfilled.

Notes by Noddy and Sara (one of my ex-teens).

 

 
   
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